The End of the Road
The end of the road is a gloomy place to be
There is nothing there, nothing for the eyes to see
The end of the road is where I now stand
I wish you are with me, I wish I could hold your hand
The end of the road is where we will all one day end
Wishing in our hearts we got off when we took that last bend
The end of the road is the place to say goodbye
The place where the heart's hopes and dreams do die
The end of the road can come sooner than expected
It will all depend on the path that you selected
The end of the road is fate's most horrible surprise
Makes your heart feel like its as cold as ice
The end of the road is what I now face
I should bow out and exit this world with grace
Here at the end of the road is where I leave you my heart
Please know that I will always love you even as I now depart
(What is the end of the road? Is it death?
Yes it is death in whatever form, could be physical death or it could be the death of a heart
but whatever kind of death you see in this poem, one thing remains that even at the end of
the road the soul still chooses to give importance to that person he considers his half, even if
she doesn't feel the same)
JEB
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